"No wonder..."
He Xi sat on the sofa, a look of realization appearing on his face after hearing Trist's account.
"When I went out this morning, I was still wondering how the streets had returned to normal so quickly."
"By normal logic, the city hall should first send people to inspect the damage, then register it, stamp it, apply for a budget, get quotes from craftsmen, and finally hold another discussion because there isn't enough money—about whether to repair the road surface or the chimneys first."
"By the time work actually began, I might already have moved away."
"Exactly!" Tata nodded.
She didn't really understand any of those procedures, but she felt that mistress had to be right.
"So you and that druid fixed it in the middle of the night." He Xi looked at Trist. "But you two worked far too fast. Did you use some kind of spell?"
Trist nodded. "He repaired the ground. Judging from the fluctuations of magic, it was probably some sort of earth magic."
"Earth magic..." He Xi pondered for a moment. "Do you also know some kind of repair spell?"
Trist gently shook his head. "No. Why do you ask?"
"Because I noticed that clock tower has been fixed too."
"Based on what you said before, you were the one who destroyed that clock tower as well."
"You and the Gnoll skeletons were already incredibly fast if you managed to fix the chimneys in one night. You shouldn't have had time to repair the clock tower too."
Trist fell silent for a moment.
"That clock tower was repaired by the druid."
"He repaired it?"
He Xi was somewhat surprised.
"He even helped you repair the clock tower?"
Trist smiled and gently shook his head.
"I don't know either."
Standing to one side, Tata's